I want to have your company
Worms fly and flowers sleep.
Pair after pair is beautiful.
Afraid of darkness and heartbreak
Tired or not.
Regardless of the southeast northwest … "
Chapter seventy-four History [7]
"Jin son sing what’s the name of the song? I’ve never heard of it. Why don’t you sing it back to Honghui? " Honghui looked at Nalashi with expectant eyes.
That Rumsfeld nodded tearfully.
I wonder in my heart that Rumsfeld will have such an expression. Consciousness turned her eyes to Yin Zhen, and when she saw that he seemed to be different, she smiled at ease. "Why don’t you let Honghui Amar sing one for Honghui?"
I think of Kangxi XIII in my heart, and they can’t help but be curious when they laugh at him
I wanted to feast my ears with Honghui light, but I didn’t expect Honghui to say, "Ama doesn’t like singing. It’s good for Jin Er and E Niang to sing for me."
What a good boy. No wonder people say that the father is United … I thought to myself and felt sorry for losing such a great opportunity.
"Ama Niang Honghui feels a little sleepy and can’t sleep?" Hong Hui asked carefully
However, as soon as he said this, Lara’s face changed immediately. She was a little excited and said, "No!" She seemed to suddenly realize that she was rude and slowed down. "Honghui has so many candied haws, but she didn’t eat a bunch. Why did she sleep first?"
"But the forehead Niang Hong Hui is so sleepy …" Hong Hui murmured, "Will you eat again tomorrow?" His voice gradually went away.
"Hui son! Don’t sleep! " Nalaplace lost his voice and shouted
Yin Zhen stretched out his hand to hold her. It seemed calm, but I found his hand trembling slightly.
What’s all this?
I was wondering if I wanted to ask, but I saw Dong Ying waving at me again and again to signal me to go out.
I suppressed my doubts and followed her to the door.
"Winter jade-like stone what’s wrong with you? Is there anything you want to say to me? "
"Gege … big brother even washed-up …" Dong Ying hesitated for a moment and slowly said.
I was surprised and laughed at random. "Dong Ying is such a joke."
When she saw that I didn’t believe it, she stretched out her hand and grabbed me and said, "Really! Gege Hong Hui May … Even just came to the light … "
"What? ！” It took me a long time to think about the other person’s unusually rosy cheeks.
No wonder … No wonder that Rumsfeld and Yin Zhen will have that expression … I am the only one who is ignorant and unknown to patronize Hehong Hui’s loquacious mouth.
"Hong Hui … how can he … how can he … well, he just kept me singing for him? No, no … Hong Hui, he must be asleep …"
My mouth is astringent as if these words are not for Dong Ying, but for me to find a reason not to believe.
"Gege … real …" Dong Ying hesitated.
"I’m going to go in and watch Honghui … I’m going to teach him to sing after he wakes up later." I turned around blankly and stumbled into the house, leaving Dong Ying behind me.
Later, I remembered that at that time, I always assumed that if I listened to her carefully, everything would be different, but if I didn’t, I wouldn’t regret it, or even if I listened to those words, I might not be able to escape this robbery.
Chapter seventy-five Act [1]
Honghui slept for a while, and in the middle of the night, he woke up again. He looked at his bedside in doubt and said, "Ama Niang Jin Er, why don’t you all go to bed?"
"Hui Er E Niang can’t sleep … I want to look at Hui Er", and there is a very reluctant smile on the corners of her mouth.
"My mother doesn’t worry about Honghui. Now she feels much better. Go to rest." Honghui smiled weakly. "Master Fang said that if all the virtues’s filial piety is exhausted, Honghui will become a wicked person. Honghui is really all right. My mother can go to bed at ease."
That Rumsfeld’s heart was even more uncomfortable when he said this. While Honghui was not paying attention, he secretly turned around and wiped his tears.
I looked at Hong Hui’s face, which was still a little rosy, and there was nothing wrong with it … Hong Hui would be fine …
"Jin ‘er …" Honghui suddenly called me and I quickly agreed to go forward and forced a smile. "What’s the matter, Honghui?"
"What’s the name of the song that Jin Er sang?" He asked.
"Worms fly"
"Worm? Will Jiner teach Honghui to sing? " He seriously looked at me and said
I nodded hard and sang the song again. The weak voice of Honghui followed me to learn.
"Worms fly flowers sleep.
Pair after pair is beautiful.
Afraid of darkness and heartbreak
Tired or not.
Regardless of the southeast, northwest … "In the middle of the song, I felt that Honghui’s voice was weak, and at the end, it was almost unheard of.
My voice gradually choked, but I kept singing. I think Honghui is still learning with me.